| and she's practically feral... |
[Jul. 8th, 2009|02:05 pm] |
It's so difficult to be productive in a world in which, regardless of the activity, it can always, always, always be trumped by hanging out with my cat. |
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| thank God I was holding the scissors correctly |
[Jun. 23rd, 2009|11:36 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | jammies | ] |
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| |  embarrassed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Lady Gaga IN MY HEAD | ] |
I definitely fell down the stairs holding a pair of scissors at the Source Festival tech today. Only one person saw/heard me, which worked out in everyone's favor.
Because I fell in total silence except for the thumpthumpthumpthump, and legs looked something like V and my face looked something like $O |
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| similes |
[Jun. 21st, 2009|01:51 am] |
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| |  drained | ] |
Packing to move is a bitch. Like the biggest, meanest, most spiteful bitch you ever met. She gives you wedgies and takes your lunch money, and makes you eat worms even though you're a vegetarian and a member of PETA.
Unpacking after moving is amazing. It's a brand new friendship in which you haven't figured out any of the other person's flaws and you just love everything about them and want to hang out all the time, figuring each other out.
Packing for vacation is delightful. It's like a first date; you're vibrating with anticipation and excitement, but with that comes a little bit of fear of the unknown and being over or under-prepared.
Unpacking after vacation is that depressing friend who never has anything positive to say. She just sits there like a lump and ruins your day with a slippery reminder about greenhouse gases because you were excited about a first date.
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| dreamsing sleeps |
[Jun. 16th, 2009|01:34 am] |
I think my REM cycle is broken. My dreams have always been weird, but these ones lately have been doozies.
Maybe I have a tapeworm. |
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| wah waahhhh |
[May. 3rd, 2009|12:56 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | the internet | ] |
| [ | music |
| | accidentally reformatted itunes | ] |
My other journal has been dark and brooding lately, but I think it's what's helping me not be so in real life. So that works out.
In other news, still glad I'm not in college.
In other other news, read me and some other really great people here. |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 16th, 2009|11:03 am] |
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Why, hello. I'd forgotten about you. |
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| questions, statements |
[Oct. 11th, 2007|12:05 pm] |
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| |  stressed | ] |
Why is it that I have to take a sick day in order to complete all the tasks set before me in my regular life (ie go to the bank, pay bills, do work, eat)? Why do people get angry when you try to leave your schedule flexible on ONE day in the week to accomplish whatever comes up that week? How is our culture so aggressively work-driven and we are still functional? ARE we functional?
There is no such thing as a day off.
I hate fall semesters. |
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| ::sniffle:: |
[Sep. 13th, 2007|12:37 am] |
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| |  indescribable | ] |
I don't know what it is... Some deep-imbedded nesting instinct or an inundation of societal propoganda, maybe... or maybe as an artist I just appreciate beautiful things...
But there is something about a woman in a wedding dress, particularly a woman I know very well and love very much, that brings this pseudo-hardcore feminist/cynic to tears (real tears!) every single time.
That said, Zhenya was absolutely radiant last weekend and she and David seemed so blissful and perfect together as they pledged their lives to each other and I surprised myself by wondering if there is anything more beautiful than a woman in love on her wedding day. Because right now I am really having trouble coming up with something.
Zhenya, you were beautiful. I say beautiful again because there simply isn't another stronger word. I hope for all the happiness in the world for you and David and your new life together.
твая сестра |
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| tangential |
[Aug. 31st, 2007|12:46 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  aggravated | ] |
| [ | music |
| | alanis morrisette - head over feet | ] |
Oh this is not good. This is not good at all. I don't remember basic html. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME.
This is no way to begin a career in webdesign... |
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| cocopirate |
[Aug. 31st, 2007|12:40 am] |
| [ | music |
| | fat joe - what's luv? | ] |
My brother used to have one of these in Georgia and they still just make me so happy I don't even care that the joy is entirely unwarranted :D Actually I like it better that way. Unwarranted joy, that is. |
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| this is also for alisa |
[Jul. 19th, 2007|01:57 am] |
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I used to be so good at this blogging thing; it's like I dropped the English major and gave up on words entirely. This is a post to let you know I am alive and I miss you and I will try much harder to keep in touch. |
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| disgust |
[Apr. 18th, 2007|11:20 am] |
The country (particularly this area) is reeling from the Virginia Tech massacre that happened Monday morning, and 94.7 The Globe decides it's a good time to play "Jeremy" by Pearl Jam.
Way to be incredibly sensitive, guys. |
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| this repost is for alisa, as she nudged me recently ;) |
[Apr. 17th, 2007|12:57 am] |
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(tagged).. the stream of consciousness runneth dry
Current mood: too sleep deprived to properly function Once you have been tagged you can't be re-tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird / random / secret things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says 'you are tagged' on their profile and tell them to read your latest blog. 1. I am currently obsessed with: paisley, verandas, and sweater vests. Generally in that order.
2. Patterns are beginning to give me the same thrill words used to.
3. Now that I am no longer an English major, words are (ever so slowly) beginning to thrill me again.
4. I really and honestly want to learn Russian. More than I ever wanted to learn Spanish. And I think a sizeable part of it is because of the historical fashion. The rest is so I can read Alisa's livejournal posts. (Oh, and visit.)
5. When I was little I thought one, if she really put her mind to it, could roll up all the grass in the world like our neighbor's astro turf.
6. I also thought the world was round because of hills.
7. I still make theories like it's my business.
8. I'm not close enough to anyone I know at VTech to be of any kind of help or comfort, and that makes me really, really sad.
9. Vibes are real and being (/learning to be) sensitive to them makes me feel the most human.
10. I had a really hard time thinking of something important/quirky/pogniant enough to put in this last spot.
Tagged, if you happen to read this and choose to co-operate: Alisa, Molls, Mags... |
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| unfortunate though it is |
[Feb. 28th, 2007|02:41 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  running on fumes | ] |
| [ | music |
| | christina aguilera - mercy on me | ] |
me: so, what, can you just add an infinite number of pictures to myspace now?
Kathleen: i think so
me: that's bad
me: that's so bad
Kathleen: hahahahahaaha
Kathleen: it's fighting facebook
Kathleen: it's a war of the websites
me: and I'M losing
Kathleen: me too |
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| duhhhh |
[Feb. 20th, 2007|08:39 am] |
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(THEY'RE ALL QUOTES FROM CLOSER.) |
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